| Do a little song and dance
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| Take my hand and I’ll lead to you somewhere dark and beautiful
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| Oh man, romance
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| The states have gone a way I feel is inescapable
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| Head down, I fall into my shell
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| I go somewhere dark and beautiful
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| Until I hear that door handle bell
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| As the door handle bells
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| Ring ring, the bells ring
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| I got my way, I go
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| Somewhere dark and beautiful
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| You know, not the perfect kind of angel
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| Oh no, never wearing all the white
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| I’m from somewhere dark and beautiful
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| I’m from weed light
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| I was blinded by the spectacle
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| Now I’ve got twenty-twenty sight
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| I’m from somewhere dark and beautiful
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| You know, it ain’t that light
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| You know, it ain’t that light
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| Ring ring, the bells ring
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| I got my way, I go
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| Somewhere dark and beautiful
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| Somewhere dark and beautiful
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| Ended up like a perfect little musical
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| Hey, the bells still ring
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| Gotta go, somewhere dark and beautiful
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| So you can find me
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| So you can find me
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| So you can find me
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| No you won’t find me
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| No you won’t find me
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| No you won’t find me
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| No you won’t find me
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| No you won’t find me |